Bridge:The command hub of the Gambit, the bridge is restricted Access! Two securities guards clad in CBR-5 tactical body armor and armored with H-260 valiant assault laser rifles, guard this area. There is a pilot’s terminal, navigational terminal, communications terminal, sensory terminal, and two weapons terminals (which each terminal can control any or all the weapon systems aboard the) in addition to the Officer in Command’s terminal.
Captains Quarters: The Captains small room has his bed a large locker and closet at its foot. The Captain gets a private head fully equipped for all the needs. Opposite of the locker is a work desk and self unit built into the wall. The computer and hard wired phone are built into the desk.

Executive Officers Quarters: The EXO’s small room has his bed a large locker and closet at its foot. Like the Captain the EXO gets a private head fully equipped for all the needs. Opposite of the locker is a work desk and self unit built into the wall. The computer and hard wired phone are built into the desk.

Sickbay: The Gambits sickbay much like its science labs are state of the art. There are four exam rooms which also serve as surgical ERs. There are eight patient beds with all the necessary equipment to monitor their occupants. But unless the injuries require the patient to be monitored they are sent to their bunks to recover. There is a small work area for the nurses and doctors on staff.

Engineering:This is where the ship get hers power from. The fold drives and protoculture storage are all part of this section of the ship. All the secondary systems are also housed here.

Briefing Room:There are two briefing rooms on the Gambit A and B. Both are identical to the other. There is a podium wired into the wall video screen behind it. There are four rolls of five desks for taking notes on.

Flight Deck/Hanger: Here is where the Veritechs are housed, stored and repaired as needed. There are movable hoist and pulley systems that are used to work on the damaged Veritechs. Along with the compartments and space to store the equipment necessary to maintain their Veritechs. In fact given time parts and personnel the deck hands could rebuild a disassembled Veritech with the tools housed here.  There is also a small area set aside for the deck crew to store their personal equipment when not on duty. Two of the lockers have a brewing still inside.

Horizon Shuttle Hanger deck: Here is where the Gambit’s Horizon Shuttle is housed when not in use. It has its own maintenance crew and tools to maintain their shuttle. There is an entry to the Mecha storage bay here so the Mecha can be loaded quickly for deployment.

Officers Quarters: Officers have a little more private quarters then the enlisted, their quarters are shared with another officer close to their own rank. Their bunks are stacked one on top of the other with a dark curtain for privacy. Each bunk has a small 20” flat screen TV at the foot of the bed and a small shelf that they can put their stuff on including a small lockable drawer between the two bunks. The small room has a small a small desk with a light and their personal lockers on the other side of the four foot aisle space.

Crews quarters:The unisex crew quarters are six bunks to a compartment. The Bunks are stack two high with dark privacy curtains. With four lined up on one wall head to foot and the six personal lockers near the entrance with the other two bunks on the opposite wall. Each bunk has a small 20” flat screen TV at the foot of the bed and a small shelf that they can put their stuff on including a small lockable compartment to store the small valuables.  There is a small writing desk at the far end of the four foot isle. With the exception of their bunks there is no privacy here.

Common Room: this is where the soldier come to relax. Various unit patches are on the walls. With limited space aboard the Gambit everyone has to share this space. Two couches sit in front of the large screen panel on the wall to watch movies. Three tables with chairs sit behind them for playing cards or other games.  This place usually has informal promotion ceremonies and award presentations followed by unit parties.

Science Laps:The Gambits research and science laps are state of the art. Though not as spacious as the larger ships in the UEEF fleet there is nothing left for wanting within for these work stations.

Post Exchange; PX: Here members can perchance personal and recreational items. There is not much room and it is little better then a walk-in closet. Not much changes on the shelves when traveling though space though. Usually, the PX’s will get together and trade goods when two or more Earth-operated ships can dock together. Occasionally a member will sell something new (well, used) in the consignment section.

Gym:The Gambits gym is in fairly good shape, it has two treadmills a stair masters machine and a small Varity of weight machines which allows the troops aboard the Gambit to work out. As well as small selection of free weights, jump ropes and handful of rubber mats and the exercise ball. The walls are line with mirrors.
Brig/security office: The ships master at arms office as well as the Gambits security forces lockers are located across the hall from the four detention cells. Each cell eight by eight can hold two persons in their small bunks.

Mess Hall: This is a basic mess hall. There are six round tables for eight opposite of the chow line. There are soda fountain drinks as well as a wide Varity of juices and teas. Salad and two different soups are offered with the afternoon and evening meals. The mess hall is open for the third shifts lunch after that they shut down and clean up till the morning shift only to begin another day.

Armory: This is where the ships small arms and explosives are stored. There is always somebody from security standing guard in full gear, CBR-5 tactical body armor and shield.

Cargo Bay:

Mecha Hanger with connections to both the shuttle and Veritech hanger with elevators and hulls, there is work stations for the maintance crew and tools to maintain their charges.
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"I should report to the CO, I will let you all know how it goes." Cerise leaves and heads straight to Commander Rockatansky's office, and presses the button to request access.

OOC: It has been a while, so I'm a little foggy on whether Commander Rockatansky is the CO for us on the Gambit's mission, or what the situation was.

  GM: Yes Commander Rockatansky is your CO and head of the Gambits Intelligence Operation.
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OOC: From what i can remember, we got in a badly outnumbered spacebattle, crashed on the planet's surface (losing two in the crash), then we decided to check out the local abandoned base for parts and (secret) a set of nav maps as ours got destroyed in the crash so we could use those to get home.

I think there was also something about a ground team of survivors from the base that were leading us to it... And then we got picked up. Yay Deus Ex Machina. That's... pretty much what i remember.

Cerise - You enter Commander Rockatansky office. He gestures you to take a seat on the other side of his desk before speaking; "I am sorry for your losses, but I am glad to see you made it back."


  GM Note: Veritech Pilots are in their Veritechs and Land in the Hanger.

A few days after his arrival on the human's space vessel, Severian initially wanders the ship and getting the stares and avoidance of its human crew. After finding the common room, he spends his time there watching some human movies.

He gets amusement from the "Lord of the Rings", series of films.
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Upon her return, Miriana briefed the mechanics on the status of the ship and what needed to be done -- most notably, restore the navigational star charts -- as well as the more physical parts that needed to be replaced and/or looked at. Once done, she returned to her room to play some more Perfect Night on her VR set.

She did leave her communicator on in case she would be called in for a briefing, or receive the next assignment. But until either that happened, or it was time to visit the mess hall in a couple of hours to avoid the main rush.

Cerise gives a detailed account of the action, just in case anything was left out of the information the Commander has received. She makes sure to include each decision she made, for his analysis. Then she follows with her performance self-review; "It was very fortunate for us that help arrived when it did. With such a tragic loss on my very first mission, I'm prepared to accept demotion from team lead; obviously the lives of those under my command are my responsibility, and I let so many down. I would, however, very much appreciate advice on how to better fare in such a situation, should I find myself in command again when something like this occurs."

Approching the Gambit, michelle feels a sense of loss and pain finally setting in. Batgirl to Gambit, awaiting final docking instructions. she waits till its her turn to land.

  Once she has successfully landed, she informs her team of all that needs attention on her veritech. Once she is done she makes her way to showers. She lets the hot water wash the filth of the planet off. Once she has made it to her quarters she simply lays down on her bunk.

  Severian - It does not take long before the general crew accept you. Infact your love for the lord of the Ring trilogy even has several showing genuine friendship. One even pulls out the hobbit trilogy as well.

  Miriana - no one radios you before you head to the mess hall. You do find most of the team is linger here as well. some huddled up and chatting and a couple sitting alone in silence.


 Cerise - Commander Rockatansky expression does not change as he listens. He does not interrupt or gestures in any way. When you finish he speaks. "what would you have done different? Your shuttle was hit and knock out of the sky, your pilots and troops followed orders and some died. This happens in war. I did not see anything that showed you a reckless commander.  I do not see a need to relieve you of your command. We have learned several important things with your encounter. First we have Invid in this region, and it is possible that a science Level Invid leading them.

  Once the Vulture is ready, you and your team will be sent out again. We are waiting for two colony vessels which will be here in the next seventy two hours or so. Check on your team, make sure they are all ready to go."

Iphigenia sighs in relief as she sees and hears reinforcements arrive. She was worried for her wounded, she knew she needed better equipment and doctors who fully understood what was happening to her patients.

When the reinforcements arrived Iphigenia began shouting "No, Stop, that's the wrong person,  take Lt. Murphy, she is the most severely wounded, the others can walk!"

Iphigenia rode with Lt. Murphy and upon arriving at the gambit, she made sure that the Lt. was in the best care as possible.  After Iphigenia gave a description of everybody's injuries, she went to the doctor in charge and asked to be relieved.

She went to her assigned room and passed out.

 Iphigenia - You help the ship medics with the wounded and get lt. Murphy to sickbay. The doctors get your analysis quickly and then dismiss you.

  your sleep is rough at best as you keep thinking about the battle

  Sillia Exist the shuttle and takes her armor and weapons to the ships armory, She quickly field strips her rifle, cleans it before reassembling it. She then checks it to the master of arms and makes her way to the mess hall. She smiles as she see the young Lieutenant sitting there and makes her way to her table after getting a sample variety of each item being served.

  "Good evening mam. she says with a grin showing he pearly white behind her transparent rebreather. Ma I join you?"  she says not even waiting for an answer as she sits down.

  "Have you heard anything about the Vulture or any of our teams mecha?" She politely inquired as she removed her mask and lets it hang.

"I don't know how I could have done better. Thank you sir. I will make sure my team is all prepared by the time the Vulture is repaired." Having taken the Commander's remarks as orders, Cerise stood at attention and waited to be dismissed. Once dismissed she salutes and heads to her quarters. There she sends out a secure communication to the members of her team, letting them know that the team will be shipping back out as soon as the Vulture is repaired. Then she sends a missive to logistics to make sure her team's expendables are all resupplied, and that 4 Cobalt Grenades are issued to each team member who doesn't currently have them, and that 10 limpet mines are issued for the team, to be stowed on-board the Vulture. She also lets them know that there have been additions to her team, and that they will need to be resupplied, and possibly issued mecha.

Finally she heads to the mess hall, since she knows that is where the officers gather to socialize or recreate. Seeing Severian, she approaches him first; "Please pardon my interrupting your movie, but I wanted to let you know that logistics knows that you have joined my team, so that you may request supplies." Then she notices what they are watching. "Ahh, this appears to be a movie concerned with the Earth wizards we'd discussed; interesting!"

"Gambit, this is Reader, requesting permission to dock." She finally called on the communicator to the Gambit. Once allowed she will land where instructed.

When landed she will open the cockpit, and climb out. The lithe and petite young woman taking stock in her surroundings as she looked around. She gave a gentle sigh, and then grabbed a small satchel that had a small case tied to the bottom of it from her cockpit and climbed down.

Considering she had no quarters here, least that she knew of, she would made her way to the mess hall unless someone redirects her elsewhere.

  Skyrah - As you disembark from your Veritech a several members of the deck the run over. One of them speaks in a very excited voice. "Greetings Lieutenant, my name is Nick." He is not much older then yourself. "We will be your Veritech maintenance crew, while your on the Gambit. if there are any problems or any weapon payloads you would like, let us right away so we can get them fixed right up."

  Once you finish with them a young officer approaches, she is wearing a uniform for the intelligence, branch her dark hair is pulled back into a ponytail and she looks at the tablet in her hand then back up at you before speaking. "Lt. Valentine, You will be reporting to second lieutenant Cerise, who is under the direct command of Commander Rockatansky, head of the Gambit's fleet Intelligence branch. You will be bunking with lt. Grey, you two should know each other from Eden's research complex. Your room is one twenty five. you can get some uniforms and any other personal items you need from the PX, they are expecting you and the others from the ground to tend to your groups need. once you have gathered your basics, report to the ship's housing and they will get you your bedding. Welcome aboard lieutenant Valentine." she shows you the deck plans of the Gambit on her tablet. And then head off to the next person she needs to speak to.

Mariana was playing her VR game when a sound caught her attention, and she knew it to be her communicator. She paused momentarily to answer it, and listened to the message. Taking a deep breath, she decided to get to the mess hall to get some food before she'd be called in for the next mission again, even if the Vulture was damaged badly enough that repairs were going to take a while they did sometimes issue temporary replacements for the more urgent missions.

Kaarle was one of the last Veritech pilots to dock back on the Gambit.  This wasn't by design or intention, it was simply a matter of timing on his part for which he gave it no mind.  There were more troubling thoughts coursing through his head, specifically the deaths of Doshi and Epiphany, as well as the field promotion that resulted from it...

He sat in his Delta for quite some time after landing in guardian mode.  This wasn't how his first mission was supposed to turn out, it wasn't what he had wanted for any of them.  With a heavy heart he slowly opened the cockpit.  He was exhausted in both mind and spirit, each step was a tremendous effort but he trudged on, climbing down slowly before motioning to the mechanics to begin their work repairing and refitting the Delta so that it was ready at a moments notice.

"Please take care to have this machine ready ASAP, no telling when I'll need to take her back out again..." he said without so much as thank you or a lick of emotion for anyone to perceive.

Without another word he proceeded to his quarters, more specifically his bunk.  It wouldn't be long before he was called for debriefing and he meant to clean up and get as much rest as was possible before those orders came.

Skyrah would look at the excited maintenance crewman with that one green eye and one blue eye of hers. Heterochromia it was called, where one had eye's of differing colors. "Nick, was it?" She asked in a seemingly emotionless tone as she was calculating those gathered before her. "Pull my Cyclone from the Cyclone bay of my Delta and see to it's repairs. They should be minor, mostly superficial." She said, simply. She was obviously quite young, but at the same time quite mature and disciplined.



"I assume that eventually someone will want to debrief me on what occurred on the planet?" Skyrah asked as she examined the officer before her. "I know Lieutenant Grey." Then she nodded, awaiting an answer to her first question before asking her next. "I assume after all of that, I should be able to eat? And the mess is there?" She asked calmly, pointing to the mess location on the deck plans.

"Yes - and disappointing", Severian said. "I had thought earth wizards were real and not the stuff of...Entertainment - a pity. As far as requesting supplies, I would have no idea what to request for the moment."

 With a quick yes ma'am the crew get to work.




  "I am pretty sure that you can get food when your ready. Second Lieutenant Cerise will get in touch with you when its time for your debriefing."

"One more thing Nick. Take a look to see what it would take to mount the head mounted recon system, to include the AN/DAS-7 MTS-E system from the 6R Alpha onto my Delta. Write me up a proposal, so I can present it." She asked as they started to move off to get to work.



Skyrah nodded, and then headed off to the designated area's to get what she needed without further word. First to the PX for uniforms and personal effects that she had not managed to reacquire from the base. Then to housing for her bedding. After which she will then head to her, and Lieutenant Grey's bunk.
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"Ahh, yes; primarily magic is considered the purview of superstition and fiction to Earthlings. Some of thier lore, though, is remarkably similar to the purported capabilities of your species. I wonder if there was some sort of ancient contact between your species and them?

Anyhow, as far as needs, you will probably want to get assigned quarters on the ship, for times when we're here. And, perhaps, a field kit, or at least rations, for our forays. I suppose you do not have much need for a sidearm, given your self-sufficient capabilities."

   Skyrah - Nick says they will do their best.


   Moving the game forward:

  Its been twelve hours since you have all returned to the Gambit, you are all called to sickbay. Once there you are given full physical and mental evaluations. You are then informed to report to Commander Rockatansky's Office for debriefing.


  - this is going to be the same for each of you. -

    When you enter his office the room he greets you each in turn, He tells you to have a seat. After a moment, he ask you to tell him about what happen on the planet.

   GM Note: I want to do this part quickly so we can get on to the next adventure quickly.   

After about three or four hours Iphigenia tossed and turned trying to sleep she got up took a shower and made her way to the mess hall to grab a bite to eat and mingled with some of the crew.
She then decided that she wanted to go check up on Lt. Murphy and the other crew members that were under her care.

Hearing that Commander Rockatansky wanted to debrief the crew, Iphigenia finished her routine physical and mental evaluations then made her way to the Commander's Office.

Iphigenia tells the Commander what she experienced on the planet and then patiently waits as she hears everybody else retell their experiences.
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Miriana arrived in Rockatansky's office fully prepped and ready to go on an assignment she had been expecting to be given as soon as she had set foot on the Gambit. After checking the progress on the Vulture's repairs and making a quick estimate she had even decided to get some shut eye, and it had been satisfying to see her estimate had been close enough to the mark that she had been able to get a full cycle's sleep in and have a shower and a meal prior to being called in for debriefing.

- "You called, sir?"

The question was a formality, of course, as she had received the message ordering her to be there. But it was protocol to ask rather than simply march into his office like she owned it, just in case he was occupied at this time.

 hearing her name over the PA system telling the team to report to sickbay. She sighs as she throws her tray away before she even sat down with it in the mess hall.

  She is sweating as she walks in and reports to the medical team, she is visibly shaking during the exam. He voice breaks as she answers their question with quick short answers.

  She practically runs to the commanders office after she is released from sickbay.

  "Lt. Grey reporting as ordered sir." She notices the other two in the room and then ask. "Should i return later?"

Kaarle was thankful for the rest having avoided anyone as much as was possible.   When the orders came to meet with the commander he wasn't exactly sure how this would play out.

When he got to his office he made his usual salute and seated himself with the rest of the crew waiting for the debriefing to begin.

  Sillia watches the young lieutenant (michelle grey) as she walks into sickbay. When she finishes with her exam, she strides to commanders office.

  She smiles as she notices all the officers in the room. Sirs, Mams. PFC Sillia reporting. She tells the commander what she recounts of the planet. Her teammates who did and did not make it home. She points out the rush to extract the vultures personnel. she expresses her displeasure with not being allowed to remain with the reinforcement and remove the Invid. When she is realizes she might have crossed the line with that last bit after she said it.
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"Not much to tell, I'm afraid...I came to that base as part of a wargame exercise and then the Invid came and destroyed the base. You earthers fight well for non spellcasters and the base defenders fought bravely till the end", Severian said.

He didn't know what else to say about it and he was sure the others would speak on their encounters when they made planetfall and found him.

Cerise reports for her physical, then for her debrief. She's already briefed the Commander, so she keeps her part short and mostly listens to the others' accounts, to see if she can glean any further insight or ideas for how the situation could have been better handled.

  Commander Rockatansky listens to each of you in turn. His facial expression softens a bit before he speaks; "I know losing teammates is never easy, even when they are new members. I know some of you are new to this team and in fact to the fleet, while a couple one of you is from the NERV."

  He looks more intent; "While I am waiting on a couple of your files to arrive, In the mean time if there is any mecha or weapons you desire Let Lieutenant Cerise know so the paperwork can get filed and be approved."

 He looks at each of you his eyes cold; "There will be a few adjustments to your room assignments." He reads off a list.
 
"Rm 234 Crew Quarters
Iphigenia Ramsbottom
Specialist Kariza Yasan
PFC Sillia
Severian
Thirteen

Room Assignments
Rm 123 Officers Quarters
3rd LT Cerise


124 Officers Quarters
Miriana Thakun
Skyrah Valentine

Rm125 Officers Quarters
3rd Lt Michelle Grey
Kaarle Cherkovski"

  "Unless there is anything else, go get your rooms moved about if you need to. get your gear request in. when the Vulture arrives your team will get it ready for the next mission. Dismissed."


  As you each get ready to leave, "Lt Cerise and Corpsman Ramsbottom stay here."

In reply to Gargoyle (msg # 31):

Skyrah will report on time for her physical, and then report for debriefing giving her account of events as they occurred. She will not leave out any details, recalling each and everyone perfectly. Not showing any emotion as she gave her recount.

Thirteen awoke in a tense state. He disliked being in places like this. He knew this was only a physical but his memories contained dark shadows in places like this. He quietly and quickly left when summoned, glad to go anywhere else but here.

He listened quietly Thirteen salutes and leaves when commanded to. Once outside he stops in front of a window. He looks out of it and places his right hand on it as he does so.

When all was said and done he realized he was one of those tasked with switching rooms.   Maybe it was for the best since Doshi was gone he really didn't want that reminder filing his head.

Exhaustion was no longer a concern but his thoughts continued to linger.   Once dismissed he took his leave and proceded back to his quarterson to begin moving his things.

Miriana nodded and got up to salute before leaving. 127 to 124... It wasn't a particularly far trip, though she had to wonder what the reason for the shuffle was. Still, in the end it did not matter, an order was an order after all and she suspected it had some reasoning behind it that she could not see. It was time to get her gear moved to Morimoto and Cherkovski's former quarters.

OOC: Found the old room lists for you:

at the end of the briefing with the commander and the rest of the crew, she stood up like she was getting ready to leave and remembered that she is supposed to stay and talk a little more with the commander as well as Cerise.
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Yes sir. Cerise remains standing at rest.

In reply to Cerise (msg # 37):

At the end of the meeting Skyrah will move to retrieve her belongings from room 125, and move them to room 124. Once everything was placed in the appropriate place, she would then sit on the edge of her bed, with the decently sized satchel on her lap, and untie the wooden box from it.

After a few moments Thirteen went to the new room assigned to him. He did not have much in the way of personal belongings so he did not have to spend much time moving. He entered his room and sat down in his bed. He looked around the room.

Each of you walk out of The Commanders Office, the random thoughts of the last mission. The Loss of friends still fresh. You set about getting yourselves resituated and moved.

   Cerise And Iphigenia – You two wait for the others to leave. After the door closes Commander Rockatansky stands up and moves to the front of his desk. "You have four kids that are genetically altered in your squad. They are considered classified and less than five officers on the Gambit know their details. , Lt. Grey, Lt. Valentine, Lt Thakun, Sgt. Thirteen. They have been trained since they were toddlers. They are highly skilled and capable warriors. But their training has done its damage to them and some of the Children do not even know they are part of the program, some believe themselves Zentraedi. Unfortunately I cannot open their full files for you. But if they begin to show signs of losing it, you’re to relieve them of combat duty and return them to base immediately". With that he dismisses Iphigenia.

  Once she leave Commander Rockatansky looks at the Spherian Cerise.
  His voice returns to his normal cold tones, Lieutenant make sure everyone in your team is check out by the doctors and cleared for combat duty. I have bad news about the Vulture, she is never gonna fly again. I have commissioned another one for your team. In the meantime have your team do weapons and mecha checks. Keep them busy.

  The next twenty four hours is busy as each of you are run through weapons and mecha checks. The Deck crew and weapons master are on hand to assist as needed.

Severian entered the quarters designated for him and noted that there were others in the room as well.

I'm to share quarters with others?, he thought to himself as he stood in the threshold of the doorway. I thought the quarters were separated?

"Oh this will not do", he says out loud and leaves the crew quarters, looking for Cerise.

When he does find her, he speaks.

"Cerise, a word if I may? It concers the quarters assigned to me - am I to assume I'm to share a room with others? Is this customary of the earthers to put together everyone in one room?"
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   Sillia Heading back to her Quarters passes, Severian and gives a friendly smile. "Off to get something from the ships PX?"

  She heads to her bunk and smiles to everyone else in the room. "Greetings bunk mates. Hope you are all well."
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Thirteen turns his head towards Sillia. "I supposed I am, all things considered. How about you?"

  Sillia smiles at thirteen through the transparent mask. They are recruiting young, she thought to herself before speaking. "I am doing great. I have met several nice people while cleaning my weapons and Armor today." She changes the subject as fast as the thought popped into her head. "Your kinda young to be a combat soldier are you not? she asked as she sat on the floor in front of her own bunk. Sliding the glass panel back so she could reach into it.

  Packing her personal belongings and gear up she moves it to her new room. She Looks over to Lt. Cherkovski. She barely makes eye contact as she speaks; "So which bunk is mine sir?"

Once her things were packed and gathered, Miriana took them to her new room. Upon entering she noticed Skyrah and gave her a brief nod, before glancing about the room to see the bed that hadn't been taken yet, and to determine from the layout what section of it was considered hers for her stuff.

In reply to Michelle Grey (msg # 45):

Kaarle as expected was in little mood to discuss sleeping arrangements however when Michelle spoke up he looked at her as felt somewhat guilt that he he was already setting his belongings down near the bottom bunk.

"I think I will just take this bunk unless you have a preference?" he says to her his focus returning to unpacking his things and claiming what little space the two had to share. He wasn't greedy or anything and made sure to divide up whatever storage available between the two of them.  His reasoning for the bottom bunk was more selfish then anything... he'd promised not long ago to have Doshi's back and that hadn't played out so well, now he had another to watch over and he wasn't about to let that same mistake play out again.

  A slight curl appears on the edge of her lips with his response. She could tell he was not in the mood to speak. So she kept he response short and to the point. "The top bunk is perfect sir."

  Like Kaarle she kept her stuff to her space. the only pictures she puts up is the post of Alica Silverstone in Batgirl suit. A picture of her and Lt. Murphy, a picture of her when she was thirteen with commander Rockatansky on the top of her bunk.

Thirteen thought about the question for a moment. "I suppose science redefines what one expects of age." He replied unsure of the answer himself.

  Her smile faded as she tried to figure out the meaning behind thirteen's statement. "I do not understand how science is suppose to redefine the age of military consent."

Thirteen smiled sadly. "Consent is not necessary for a weapon."

  Her head tilts slightly and her smile returns as she thinks thirteen is trying to play a human trick on her. Her voice let those who might hear, know she was calling his bluff as she playfully said; "Are you saying that the Hundred or so kids assigned to the fleet on Freedom Station were conscripted into the Expeditionary Force? That would go against everything We were told on Garuda!"  She extended her hand out and offer the young soldier a wrapped chocolate bar. "Really, how did you and the other eleven kids on the Gambit bypass the minimum age requirements for military service?"

"Ah, yes, hmm, being a civilian, I guess they did not know whether to assign you officer's quarters or enlisted quarters. It is customary for Earth military to put many personnel together in shared accommodations so, unfortunately, there really are not any private quarters available. However, if you like, you could share my quarters; I will simply move my extra light fixtures to within my bunk." Some realization then seems to dawn upon Cerise "Oh,sorry, I just realized; if genders are supposed to remain segregated in your culture, we could rearrange the officer quarters a bit; I could have Lt. Grey stay with me, and you could bunk with Lt. Cherkovski. Whichever arrangement you prefer, I will fill the paperwork for it."

Skyrah looked up towards Miriana a moment, and considered her for a brief moment. "I have not chosen which drawer or locker I wish to have yet. If you do not mind I would like the lower bunk." Skyrah said calmly, her voice the usual flat tone she carries.

Thirteen chuckled. "I don't even remember what happened a couple days ago let alone how I got into military service."

He sighed and stood back up, moving to the window of the room. "I am probably the worse person around to ask about that. However I got here, whatever happened to me, it caused me to forget most things."

In reply to Thirteen (msg # 55):

Kaarle, having settled into his new room, sat on his bunk to think for a bit about his new roommate.  He hadn't been the nicest to her during his short command in the previous battle.  He shook his head trying not to dwell on it.  All that has been said and done was moot at this point as he continued to watch over her.  She was so small compared to himself, he wondered how she made it through basic training...  He shook that thought from his mind as well, clearly she was a skilled pilot, and while not much younger then himself he was surprised to see her already in her own Veritech years before he'd even stepped foot in one.

As she continued to care for her things he stood and said to her..."Is there anything you need a hand with?" he managed to stammer out, whatever bravado and confidence he had once maintained now long gone.  Obviously she didn't need his help with anything but he didn't want to be rude neither, this...everything about this place and their situation were new to him and he had no clue how he should be feeling at this very moment.

Iphigenia listened carefully to what Commander Rockatansky had to say about the children and just as fast she was dismissed from the commander's office.

While walking back to her room to meet her new roommates Iphigenia thinks to herself "Maybe I could possibly get access to each of their sealed files so as to make a better judgement of whether or not they would be fit for duty, or need to be relieved of their duty." Then she said out loud without thinking "They are already losing it."
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  She smiles again, "So what is your MOS soldier?" she asked.

Matt made his way through the Gambit as he searched for Lt. Cerise and the quarters to which he'd been assigned. He kept his duffel bag of his personal effects and his clothes slung over his shoulder as he did his best not to disturb any one.

As he made his way down another corridor and turned a corner, he thought he spied his commanding officer speaking with a Perytonian. He stood near by as he waited for a break in their conversation, only responding when he is called on.

"Oh, I am a close combat specialist." Thirteen replied and smiled imagining how that likely made that much less sense to Sillia.

  As she was putting the last couple of items up in her locker, she jumps as Kaarle steps up and speaks, dropping the black shining object onto the floor. "No sir, I am good sir." She says blushing as she quickly grabs the garb and shoves it into her locker. She quickly turns to face Kaarle, she fights to keep her eyes up off the floor. "Sir if there is anything I can do to make room-mating with me easier just let me know."

In reply to Michelle Grey (msg # 61):

He looked curiously at the black garb she quickly hid away and simply shrugged.  There wasn't anything he could think of to be honest.  Moving back to his bunk he lay back down staring up at the bottom of her bunk.  "There isn't really anything to worry about except keeping our clothes separate and the quarters clean" he said as lightheartedly as he could.

"Should probably go check on Delta's and make sure the maintenance crews aren't mucking things up..." he said with a sigh, all he really wanted to do right now was sleep, but that would have to wait...

Standing up again he moved to the doorway and started to head for the Veritech hangar.
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 She smiles at his remarks, i do not think we will have issues with clothing sir. she giggles thinking of what kaarle would look like in her dress uniform. ill make sure not to leave a mess sir.

  As Kaarle gets up and heads to the hanger, she falls in to go examin her own veritech. As the walk she ask with a voice of complete confidence; "Sir before our last outting we were told we could request any mecha we desired, I'd like a vf/a-6zx if at all possible sir. Black with yellow marking. Im not sure who to send my request to, but as you are squadron leader. I thought i should ask you sir."
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 close combat, that sounds interesting. are you a hunter Thirteen?  I'd bet you would enjoy the hunts on Guarda. maybe one day you can visit. i bet my sister would love you. I think she is about your age. she said teasing him. She was happy thirteen was interacting with her, most the kids kept to themselves.

- "That will be fine, i have no preference on it myself."

She opened a locker at random and put her bag into it, without unpacking. if she would need to move it later, at least she wouldn't be wasting any more time than strictly necessary.

In reply to Michelle Grey (msg # 63):

As they walked he started to relax a bit more.  He thought about her question before realizing something... his promotion was a field promotion and nothing more.   The battle was over, assignments would change, and for all he knew he wouldn't be the permanent replacement for Doshi.  It could be anyone at this point since he shared the same rank as many others on board save for the fact that he was probably the only marine in the lot of them.

As the thought dwelled he blurted out somewhat surprisingly and with a humility he wasn't accustomed to..."we can check with the quarter master once on deck and I'll sign off on anything you desire.   Assuming I'm in position to do so"

Turning a corner on to the flight deck he stopped her with a gentle touch on her shoulder...  "while the field promotion hasn't been rescinded,  neither has it been made official... I'll do what I can if I can.   Until then just call me kaarle or kchek, this sir nonsense is killing me" he said with a smile.
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"Hunter... yes, I supposed you could say that." Thirteen said as his thoughts drifted for a moment. Was that was I was here to do? Was I tracking down a target?

He realized he was still being talked to and broke his fruitless thinking, catching enough of the end to get the gist of what was being said.

"Visiting other terrains would be interesting. I don't often get time to appreciate where I am... at least, not that I remember."

He looked back out the window and tapped at it with his fingers then sighed.

"My head must still be a little foggy. I still need to ask for my equipment for this mission."

  Sillia face contorted as she heard about Thirteens lack of gear. She jumps up and say; "Com on kid we need to get you out fitted before we are sent out and Im forced to keep you covered non stop and the others are killed from the lack of cover support." She smirks.

  With that she takes Thirteen to the weapon masters. "Sir we need to get the kids outfitted at once."

  She freezes as she feels Kaarle's touch on her shoulder. She had not thought about the field promotion being an issue. In fact the whole mission seemed to be a nightmare to her. Cerise and the commander had not removed him his command of Wraith squadron.

  "Yes sir, I mean Kchek." With that she follows him into the hanger. She had trouble hiding he giddiness over the thought of the 6ZX.

"Alright." Skyrah said as she would stand, and place her meager belongings in the other locker.

Having settled the issue with Severian, Cerise turns to Matt; "Mr. Patterson, what can I do for you?"

Matt crisply salutes when Cerise turns and finally addresses him, Commander Rockatansky has transferred me to your command L.T.," he had over the transfer papers, "I'm to be placed in room 234 with the rest of the enlisted under your command."

Cerise returns the salute. "At ease. Great; welcome aboard, so to speak. Is there anything else I can help you with?"

Matt stands at ease when ordered to do so, "Nothing right now, ma'am, I just need to get myself squared away in my bunk for now."

"Quarters are tight when we're out on assignment, so don't forget to take advantage of the space afforded by the Gambit while you can. Dismissed."

"Yes ma'am, thank-you, ma'am," Matt crisply salutes once more as he betts his bag and turns in his heel with boot camp precision, heading onward to below new quarters.

Cerise heads back to her room to make the changes necessary to accommodate someone who doesn't necessarily want sunlight-bright light during their sleeping hours. Fortunately, even if laying in her bunk gets tiresome, there are always plenty of places on the ship that are very well lit; she can always go to one of those to relax if the room is dark when she needs it.

Thirteen took the jest. He probably deserved it.

"I don't have too much experience in space. Zero-G and all that. Suggestions are appreciated."

Iphigenia made it to her quarters, she opened the door and saw someone new.

She walks up to her bunk, grabs her tablet, turns around and says "Hello I am the crew's medic, that bunk over there is the only empty one. Sorry, I would love to stay and chat, but I need to go to the infirmary and check on Lt. Murphy."

Iphigenia walks out of the room with her tablet and heads to the infirmary.
When she gets there she asks to see Lt. Murphy.

  Sillia felt sad at how the young kid seemed to be missing on the playfulness of life. She decided to focused more to the task of getting him outfitted.

  "Well as a close hand fighter, I suggest several hand to hand weapons, such a a vibro blade." you are still gonna need a energy pistol and rifle. I like the wolverine, its a reliable weapon. Your gonna need your flight suit, and CVR-3 body armor. Grenades and other possible explosives. I personally use the Hunter Killer power armor." She smiles as she lifts her right foot. "My feet do not fit the cyclone footwear. But you might like to fight with the cads? or maybe a hunter killer suit would be more you. Can you operate any other mecha?

 she turns to the master of arms. "do we have these things for the kid?"

Matt makes his way down to his quarters in room 234, knocking on the door before proceeding inside. He then enters the room slowly, not wanting to make any waves on his entrance.

"Specialist Matt Patterson," he introduces himself to those present, "I guess I'm your new bunk mate."

As Matt enters and announces himself, a curtain opens up and a cyan-skinned girl with purple hair pops her head out. She points to the only empty bunk. "You would find it eventually but that is you, Specialist. You can call my Rizzo, but I am Tech Specialist Kariza Yasan. Nice to meet you!" She extends a hand to him.
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Thirty six hours from last post:

 The day starts with everyone waking up and getting ready for the day ahead of them. The commanding officers dress in uniforms getting ready for a meeting with commander Rockatansky. Meanwhile Thirteen and Lt. Grey dress in their flight suits for a training exercise.
   Meanwhile the others (Skyrah, Iphigenia, Matt, Severian, sillia,and Kariza) rise and dress in their civilian clothing and get ready for their twenty four hour liberty pass to the Marcus Antonius. They take their time to dress up a bit and grab their overnight bags before heading to the Hanger. As ordered they report to the hanger at 0900 to a wait transport to the Marcus Antonius for the twenty four hours. They reported to Deck Chief Draven, who led them to the transport alpha beta linked and prepping to take off.  Once aboard the beta, they are told to strap in and standby.



   As Cerise, Miriana and Kaarle enter observation room zero one they see commander Rockatansky standing in front of a two way mirror looking down into a brightly lit room with twelve tubes lining three walls opposite of a door. There are twelve blank monitors on the wall, to the right of the mirror. Both Thirteen and Michelle are standing just passed the threshold frozen in place with primal fear, as they take in the room which had them trapped, in their memories of another place. The high ceiling hid the occupants behind the high mirrors.
  Without words, Commander Rockatansky signals the others to approach the mirror so they can watch the two below. Miriana feels a cold paralyzing sensation run down her spine, “Listen” he says in his usual cold tone as he reaches down pressing a button.
  A female voice booms over the rooms PA as a small table rises from the floor. “Thirteen, Michelle Remove your cerebral implants now!” Thirteen’s hand reaches behind his head sub-consciously as if he is noticing the implant for the first time. Indeed with his memory missing, it could be his first time. Michelle on the other hand was shacking uncontrollably as she pleaded with the voice; “Please, I don’t want to remove it.”




   A short thirty minutes later the others are on the flight deck of the Marcus Antonius and given the quick rundown of the ship rules. They are walked to the small township of the colonist. It’s about the size of a medium shopping mall that is three stories high with open floor space to allow those to look up or down to the other levels. The center of the ground floor level had a small skating ring, arcade, and a bunch of play activities for all ages, the second floor held shops and several service shops to get various luxury services such as ones nails, hair and even massages which are available all hours of the day. More shops and restaurants occupy the third floor along with the ships small three auditorium movie theater. The ceiling had a replicated natural sky which at this time was showing mid morning. At the far end is the soldiers Hotel, the place where the troops of the fleet get to truly let their hair down.




   Back on the Gambit those in the observation room would miss understand Michelle. However the female voice on the PA was commanding and firm; “Michelle, you made your choice. Remove the plug.” In tears Michelle begs; “Please, I don’t want to do this, PLEASE!” Thirteen feels like he is in some distant dream as he watches Michelle while he fingers his own implant. The voice returns; “MICHELLE, remove the plug now or suffer the consequences!”  Thirteen is once again told to remove his plug as he watches Michelle remove hers. Reluctantly they followed their orders and placed them in the table and taking the new ones offered and placing them into the cerebral jacks. The Voice returned and instructed them to climb into the Mecha synchro tubes. Thirteen despite his feeling of anxiety instinctively climbed into the first one to open feeling as if a nightmare was just about to pounce upon him. Monitor four suddenly activates in the observation rooms, Michelle on the other hand, again pleaded with the voice in tears visibly shaking; “Please, I do not want to do this, I was transferred, I don’t want to be a part of your experiment anymore.” Again the Voice commanded Michelle to enter the plug. And when she began to refuse, two NERV medics enter the room.




  Those on the Marcus Antonius enter the Hotel where the Receptionist smiles at them as they approach the reception desk. She greets them with a genuine warm friendly greeting. She hands each of them a room key to their own room and three movie tickets for the theater. While in a civilian house the rooms would be considered small, here in the depth of deep space where they are crammed into the same size room with five others, it felt like a mansion. In the fifteen by ten foot space a TV hung on the wall, a queen size bed, a small table with two sitting chairs and a private bath with an actual bathtub made this place perfect for any soldier. There were even fake windows which kept time with the ships day and night settings.




 However on the Gambit, even Miriana is visibly disturbed as the NERV personnel enter the room; Why could Michelle not just follow orders, she thought to herself. Cerise, Kaarle are awestruck as they watched what was going on below. Cerise is surprised that the Commander just stood there in cold silence after his revelation with her just days before.
  Michelle was yelling at the two medics to stay back as they approached her, as one pulled a syringe out. The voice once again returning to the PA: “Cadet Grey, this is your last chance, get into your synchro tube now or you will be returned to the NERV and face disciplinary actions." Those watching could hear Commander Rockatansky whispering “I’m sorry”. The feelings in the room was tense and gut wrenching as they watched her climb into a tube which caused monitor 9 to come to life. The synchro tubes entries closed and the two were in complete darkness for several moments before a red light lit their faces.   Michelle can be heard begging for her release, while thirteen sat in complete silence.




  The Marcus Antonius finds the group checked in and ready to head out to get some food and look around. They find a great café style restaurant which served brunch. They each savored every bite of the nonmilitary food which is cooked to each of their different taste. It was like heaven to them. As the group sets out to explore the shops, they are approached by a little girl in a dress made to look like a candy wrapper, holding a tray of chocolate treats. She asked them if they would like to sample a taste of heavenly treats that her father makes. The treats are indeed excellent chocolate with different flavored centers.




   Those on the Gambit are finding their day less pleasant as those on the Marcus. Commander Rockatansky says to the assembled group; “this is going to be hard to watch. But I want you to fully understand what is happening since your team is going to be experiencing this more then you may like. You are not to stop it or try to interfere with it. Your careers will be over in a second if you do. But understand what these kids will be going through for the rest of their lives.” He says looking directly at Miriana as he said the last part before continuing; “as their commanders know that they are always suffering.” With that he returns to his silence.
  The two in the synchro tube become ridged as they felt the first sensations entering their brains, their faces contorting and twisting in many different forms of terror as their worst fears become the primary thoughts in a non-stop scene. For Thirteen tears begin to flow as his mind begins to see his fears come to life, he is abandon, disgraced, discarded by those in his team, his friends, even those in the control rooms. Michelle can be heard repeatedly saying no, no, stay away, as she is used as a medical experiment, constantly being poked and prodded, her mind being taken over by some foreign entity. Being forced to kill those she loves and cares about. Then as if they both snap, they scream in pain before the look of pure hatred appears on their faces as if they would kill anything that moved. Miriana sub-consciously knows they are fighting for their very lives. And if they should fail in this process they would not survive. Only the strong live through it.




The Marcus is filled with the great smell of fresh baked bread as it is being pulled out of a hot oven. Those window shopping find the shops are filled with fun toys and clothing, small trinkets and some of the high end objects which most soldiers’ desire. The shop keepers are all friendly and helpful to their needs. The hobby and craft shops have many different activities to help kill anyone’s boredom on long voyages. While it is not surprising that most the desired goods are generally twice as expensive as those of freedom station shops. But unlike the Robotech factory, goods are on limited supplies here. So no one complains about the prices.



   Back on the Gambit, in Lab Zero Zero, the mecha synchro tubes open up and their two occupants look as if they just step out of hell. The Voice booms over the PA system once more: “Good work guys, your synchro ratio is still in the high 80’s percentile range, you are now synced with your new mecha. Please step out of your tubes now.” Thirteen notices Michelle still sobbing in her tube as he climbs out of his tube unable to stop the sudden urge to heave up his breakfast all over the floor. The Voice repeats the order for Michelle to exit her tube. One of the two NERV medics reached behind his back as they approach her as she continued refusal to obey the PA’s voice. She screams at them to get away from her and despite his desire to assist his teammate, Thirteen finds himself frozen in place. When the first Medic is struck by Michelle’s fist he steps back as the other removes a pistol and shoots her.




  The Old movie playing on the Marcus’s theaters is a flic about a young girl named Sarah trying to rescue her baby brother from the Goblin King named Jared. The group discusses the movie The Labyrinth while having a great lunch at the taco stand, a small Mexican food eatery which was quite the popular place to eat. They are laughing and making jokes unaware of what is happening back on the Gambit. They discuss which of the restaurants they would eat at for the evening meal.




   Looking down from his place in the Observation room, Commander Rockatansky watches as the medic fires a powerful sedative into Michelle’s chest, with an expression of anger. He listens to the voice tell Thirteen to return to his quarters. Which he reluctantly follows as his question about Michelle is ignored. The voice tells the medics to bring Michelle back to the NERV.
  The officers standing next to the Commander are shocked when he contacts the female voice, his voice and confidence was domineering as he spoke. “Misato, tell your men to hand her over to Sgt. Franklin or have Sinji Ikari and Rei Ayanami report to my office within the next hour.” The female voice sounded angry with her reply; “That’s Captain Katsuragi, commander and she has showed signs of catastrophic failure and needs to be reevaluated immediately.” His lips twist into a smile as if he was winning some type of battle of wills as he continued; “Misato, I cannot stop you from taking Michelle, however I have mission command and I am allowed to have any twelve GK’s I desire. As I have stated I expect to have the two replacements pilots within the hour. Or tell your men to surrender my pilot at once. I know you’re in contact with them right now.”
  The Female voice of Captain Misato Katsuragi can be heard receiving commands from some strange male voice before she replies for the last time. “Your request to have your pilot handed over to your men has been granted for now Commander! But this will not happen again.” His last response to her is a brief one. “Thank you captain.”
   Commander Rockatansky turns to the officers; “Make sure your pilots are ok and let them rest for the night. Now if you will excuse me, I have to go deal with this situation.” With that he leaves the room.



  The second movie aboard the Marcus is a sci-fi B flic called Moon 44. A show of space helicopters trying to protect a corporate mining company from their competitors.  The group makes fun of it as they eat their dinner at the fancy steak house.  Their drinks are good and strong, the food cooked to perfection and the service is five stars.  They decide to go and do their own things afterwards and enjoy some private time.  They find their rooms to be a pleasant time to be enjoyed as privacy is rare on the Gambit. They report to the Hanger to find their alpha beta being prep to return them to the Gambit feeling refreshed and happy.  They are all smiles as they touch down on the Gambits decks.

A blurr. That is all it was to Thirteen. Was he experiencing the past or present? Orders given with no hope to reject. He looked towards Michelle and marveled on how she could resist as much as she could when he could not. Was it because she had a name? An identify?

He had wanted to do much but, ultimately, he just went along. He saluted the medic and wearily made his way out. As he did he looked towards the wall. He knew they had an audience. His instincts could sense them.

"Like I said.... Sillia... weapons... don't need... concent." He whispered to himself in a soft, exhausted tone after he leaves. He looked down the corrider and the path back to his quarters seemed like miles in the state that he felt himself in.

"I am so... sorry... Michelle..." He whispered. "I wish... I wish I was not so weak..."

Kaarle stood there watching furiously as the so called medics carried Michelle out of view of the camera feed, and supposedly back to their quarters.  Feelings of anger and rage over what he had just witnessed filled his entire being, his knuckles were white as he clenched hard with both fists, staring with utter contempt at the Commander for doing nothing to stop what they had all just witnessed.  His trembling could hardly be contained, as was his desire to pull his service pistol, and canoeing the commanders head where he stood for letting this torture to take place.

No one volunteers for this sort of thing, and it was clear he and everyone in this room were gravely unaware of the reality of the situation they were all in.

Was this what he had signed up for? he thought to himself still enraged as the Commander stood there and argued with some unknown Captain, who if he'd ever met in person would probably end up with him being court-martialed if not executed on the spot at this particular moment.  He continued to stand there silently, gritting his teeth in the most pained effort to stay the fuck quiet as he had ever done in his life.  When it was all said and done he made no move to acknowledge or salute appropriately when the order was given to tend to his co pilot, and was half way out of the door as they were dismissed.

Heavy footsteps could be heard down the hall heading away from the commanders office as he stormed his way back to his quarters.   For a moment he considered what he would do to the medics if they were there when he arrived.  He couldn't get the picture of the one who had shot Michelle in the chest out of his head.  His right hand instinctively moved to his sidearm, releasing the latch that held it in place.

During peace times sidearms were not part of your normal dress however these times were hardly peaceful.

Turning down the corridor he could see the door to his quarters as he approached it quickly. With his pistol drawn and at his side he reached his destination opening the door quickly.

  Thirteen finds he has his room to himself as all other team members are gone till the next morning. As you lay down a sense of calmness begins to come over you once more and slowly you feel what you assume is your normal self.


  Kaarle you enter the room to find a gruff marine chewing a unlit cigar as he turns from the curled up ball of Michelle. He is unfazed by the sight of your drawn weapon but his voice is horse as he say; "Easy kid, your friend is ok." With that he steps past you.

  Michelle is curled up back to the room lightly sobbing as the effects of the sedative keep her in a drugged state. She does not move or respond to any inquires for several hours till the sedative finally begins to wear off.


  GM Game Note: for the genetically engineered kids in the game, The Process of synchronizing to their mecha is how they get the combat bonuses. I have not fully decided how this is gonna work in the game mechanics as I am still developing that process. But it will have a dice roll and include one of their mental attribute. Your mecha has additional combat computers in them so they basically respond to thought including the cyclones. When you fall below a certain level in your synchronizing you are unable to get the mecha to respond. And though you can still pilot your mecha, it’s with negatives since your characters have been trained so thoroughly with the combat computers they are not used to not having them.  And it is considered a catastrophic failure. After multiple attempts they will remove you from combat and evaluate you. If you’re unable to be solve the problem you’re retired. Refusing orders can get you retired as well.
     

In reply to Gargoyle (msg # 86):

Kaarle didn't recognize the Marine, probably better that the medics hadn't stuck around as he holstered his weapon.  He looked over to Michelle, the pain of worry still obvious across his face as he walked towards her slowly kneeling down beside her.

"Batgirl...are you with me?" he whispered as he gently touched her shoulder with his hand looking into her face for any kind of respond as she continued to sob from the ordeal.

  The movies were ok, not to her personal taste but it was still it was fun to enjoy a group activity. The food on the other hand was something she would make sure to return for. And that little girl with the candy was so cute. The chocolate she would buy from the shop keeper would last a couple of days at best. She buys some extras for Thirteen who was not allowed leave for some training reason. He would love these chocolate treats as she had a couple throughout the day as temptation kept getting the best of her.

  The steak she had for dinner made her mouth water with each bite. The potato was good, but dam it was the steak that made her night. when the group finally went off to do their own thing for the evening she watched the kids playing on the first level of the first level for a short while before retiring to her room. Here she decides to fully embrace the time alone.

  On her way back to the hanger after check out she makes another stop at the candy shop and gets a couple more bags of chocolate.

 When she gets back to the Gambit she makes her way to her quarters.

  it was comforting to her as she felt the touch of Kaarles hand and his voice of concern. However she could not articulate any form of thought. she allowed her eyes to close. her sobs subside as sleep over took her.


  A few hours later she jumps as she startles awake. screaming "no...." as she takes in her surroundings. She lays back down. the feeling of embarrassment washing over her. She wondered to herself how much trouble she had caused for him with her disobedience.

  "Are you here Kchek?" she ask aloud.

In reply to Michelle Grey (msg # 89):

Kaarle lifted his head up from his chest, after having moved her to his bunk he had pulled a chair over and sat beside her to keep an eye considering all she had been through.  Getting shot like that at point blank as well as the initial trauma from before left him quite concerned for her well being.  He had dozed a little bit himself but was immediately conscious of her call as he sat and looked to her.

"yeah I'm here, do you need anything? something to eat? drink?" he said to her with a calm and caring he hadn't heard nor shown to anyone in years.  not since his childhood in fact.

Thirteen threw himself on his bed while the feeling passed. As he began to feel more normal he dragges himself back to his feet and moved to the showers. He felt hungry after losing his lunch but he really felt like he needed to get clean.

As he let the water fall on him he mused that maybe losing his memory was not so bad if he had to remember days like this. Well, at least his synch rate was...

"80%! They said 80%!"

He suddenly exclaimed. A synch rate like that was not bad at all. If he was not handicapped by his memory loss it might have been even higher.

"If I was that good... why was I discarded?"

  Despite knowing the answer, Michelle felt a need say it aloud; "Did you watch the training exercise?" A course he did, the command staff, did not get leave like everyone else. The full level of shame for her actions hit her hard. "I do not think you need to worry about your promotion sir." she turns her head so as to make sure she could hide the tears forming. "I will not disobey orders in the field sir, you will not need to worry about me sir. I know a soldiers life is short. I won't disobey orders anymore, sir. I promise!"


 She sits up and realizes she is not in her own bunk. A little confused. she pulls her knees to her chest. hugging them.

He shakes his head in disgust at the thought.  "If what I saw today is how promotions are handled then count me out." He said sternly as he looked at her still worried about what they had done to her.

He stood holding out a hand to her offering to help her to get to her feet.   "Now then there will be plenty of opportunities to get myself court-martialed or worse, you shouldn't worry about me" he said with a smirk...then with a look of dead seriousness "however if those fucks keep shortcutting things like what I witnessed this morning just so you'll take to you mecha faster then it'll likely be sooner rather then later."

Miriana was disturbed at the proceedings before her, not because of what she was seeing, but because of the lack in discipline Michelle was displaying. Not for the first time she found herself amazed at the sight of such inefficacious and flawed behavior amongst the Micronians. Michelle and Thirteen were obviously under a great deal of stress, so why had their training not conditioned them properly?

She wondered why it had been necessary to point these inadequacies out to her in such a manner. There was no reason she could think of that would benefit a mission in any way, other than perhaps show a potential instability during combat. Perhaps it was one of these 'culture' things again. She turned to Rockatansky, noting that Kaarle had already left the room.

- "Commander, what was the point of this exactly?"

Her voice was calm, almost as if she was striking up a casual conversation about the weather.
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Severian wore his casual robes and polished his horns for his first liberty among the Expeditionary forces. He kept an open mind for the free time ahead.



The colony was quaint, the energy mage thought to himself. If anything, it would help him be better accustomed and understand humans in a more social than military setting.



Severian felt the receptionist's smile was forced when he checked in but said nothing. The room was spacious and wondered why all rooms for beings of his importance were not accorded the same quarters on a military vessel?



The local fare for this "brunch" was acceptable & gave Severian a sample of human food. The little girl dressed in confection paper was odd to him but he did accept the "chocolate" treat. It was like nothing he had had before and he purchased 5 boxes of the treats, truly impressed with its flavor!



Severian did haggle at first until the others in his group told him the prices were set and it confused Severian who was used to haggling and bartering with the best at the bazaars and marketplaces on Peryton. Remaining silent, he did browse the shops and brought copies of reading fare called "A song of ice and fire" series because of the pictures.



Severian found the movie amusing and wondered if the Goblin King was so powerful, why he just didn't call upon his magic to destroy the Luto character and the boulders with simple energy bolts instead of allowing his minions with weak slug throwers to engage them?



Severian found the second film full of scientific impossibilities and a few magical ones as well. After the movie, he looked forward to a meal and he was silently impressed with the meal. After eating, he decided to walk about the colony despite the odd look for a few passerbys. He returned to the hotel afterwards and after a good night sleep and the next day, back to the Gambit to fulfill his duties as a Sentinel Operative.

 Command group -

   Before Kaarle makes it out the door, Commander Rockatansky. Stops and looks Miriana in the eyes. "If this team is to be in command of these soldiers, they should know what to expect." With that he leaves.



    Those returning from leave -

   you land to find the Gambit is going about its day normally. A deck hand who checks everyone in, confirms who you are and welcomed back.

Iphigenia was so excited to be going on leave, anything was better than wondering around the gambit looking, for things to do to keep her busy.

She boards the beta and sits in the seat farthest from the  cockpit as possible, she wanted to be able to see how the others boarding the beta that is going to the Marcus are acting plans to do the same thing on the way back to the Gambit.

Iphigenia Followed everybody up to the hotel and checked in, she got to her room and felt that everything was more than adequate, she thought to herself " Maybe I could get someone to join me in my room it's almost to quite." she decided to go look at the shops on the second floor before the movie started.

Iphigenia found a shop that had a couple of items that she had been looking for so that she could do some sewing on some hides that she had back in her locker at the Gambit, she bought a pack of much-needed needles and six different colors of thread. While she was walking around a cute little girl came up to her selling some sweets, she tried the chocolates and a couple of other candies and decided that she would also buy two boxes of chocolate and a couple of bags of the butterscotch and cinnamon flavored hard candies.

Iphigenia enjoyed watching the labyrinth, however, was a little apprehensive of Moon 44 she wasn't sure about what type of story it was trying to tell.

The meals on the Marcus were to die for so many choices all, of course, were better than a typical military meal that is served on the Gambit.

Iphigenia despite sleeping in her room by herself slept very well and woke up late and barely made it to the beta to head back to the Gambit. Fortunately she was able to see the change in demeanor of everybody, and felt that it was a good change so she decided that she would  have a piece of candy and realized that out of all the candies that she bought all she had with her was the chocolate and a bag of each of the butterscotch and cinnamon candies. she thought to herself " did I eat all of that candy or did I leave some of it behind?"

Back on the Gambit , she noticed that the atmosphere was off not sure what was the cause of it, but she knew she didn't like it. She went to her locker deposited her stuff that she brought and bought on the Marcus then grabbed a needle, some red thread, and the hide sat on her bunk and began sewing.
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  Sillia smiled as the medic who chatted about eating so much candy. “It is rather yummy. I got some for our poor bunkmate Thirteen since he was not allowed to come." She said with a smile. “Did you guys enjoy your evening after Dinner?”

  Looking at Kaarle with wide as as she took the offered hand to help her up. She spoke softly in response trying to not offend him. "If you are court-martialed who will be there to protect Reader? I am ashamed of how I broke down, sir. This was not the first time I have been through this synchronizing process, and sadly it will not be the last time, sir. I would ask you not to do something stupid as it will result in bad things for you. And leave Reader exposed with no one to keep an eye one her." her eyes lower with her next statement; "What kind of squadron leader would you be if you left those under your command for such a selfish reason?" she did not bring her eyes back up for several long seconds.

  "Shall we get some food sir?"

In reply to Michelle Grey (msg # 99):

Kaarle shook his head at her reasoning, not because it wasn't true, but because she was so adamant that this was the only way...

He looked at her and said without malice or coercion on his part "while I will try my best to stay where I am... I cannot sit idly by while they torture you all because someone couldn't be bothered to find another way to make the process work" the anger at the situation.

He shook his head again before saying..."enough talk about that, lets go get something to eat" as he led her out the door down to the mess hall.
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Cerise roils on the inside throughout the ordeal with Lt Grey and Thirteen, however her face displays her usual gem-like impassiveness. Obviously something must be done. But what? Why would the humans allow such a torturous procedure to continue... were these child super-soldiers so important to their cause that they would allow themselves to become as depraved as the Robotech Masters and the Invid? She would have to consider this.

After the team returns from their leave, she brings a rather large piece of quartz to Sillia in her quarters.

"PFC Sillia, would you be able to find room to stow this in your HK? If not, I will find another place, but if you can, I would appreciate it."
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Thirteen spent a long time thinking and probably would have continued longer if the rumbling of his stomach did not snap him back to reality.

He sighed and finished his shower then got dressed and moved out to get something to eat. He would have to ask their Commander some questions... when things calm down.

  Moving the two groups so they are synced in time.

  Kaarle and Michelle run into Thirteen as they get some food in the Mess hall. While non of them bring up the events of earlier, they do make small talk and enjoy food. When Miriana enters she gives a disapproving look and then sits alone studying her work tablet. Cerise is dealing with a personal issue and eats later. the three hangout Checking on the Mecha of Thirteen and Michelle. both the Alpha and Thirteen's 40's series Cyclone are painted black and greys. But on the Canopy of the Alpha is the only yellow on the entire Alpha. A bat symbol. after a bit of walking around trying to entertain themselves they grow tired and head to their bunks.

  In the morning Thirteen is awoken by the sound of his bunk-mates as they return from their trip. Sillia give the assorted chocolate candies to Thirteen. She tells the young man all about the trip and explains to him about the arcade and movie theater with hot buttery popcorn. The hotel and all the other fun activities. When Cerise arrives to talk with Sillia.



  the two groups are now able to interact with each other.

  Sillia takes the Quartz examining it with a curious eye cast to her commanding officer. "I am not sure it will fit inside with me, ma'am. But I will carry it with me until you ask for it back if you like. But if you do not mind, why do you want me to carry a gem with us into combat?"

In reply to Sillia (msg # 104):

During most of the trip Skyrah would have been silent, even upon their return she would be quiet, at her side during it it all was her satchel. Upon their return she will immediately head for her Mecha and it's 'pit crew'. She would look it over for a moment, then move over to her Cyclone that she asked them to repair and look it over for a moment. She will then look for Nick. "Did you come up with any idea's for what we talked about on Albatross?" She asked calmly, pointing to her Delta.

Skyrah - You do not have to look very hard because as soon as the Nick and the Deck Chief see you, they walk over with a smile as you look over your Cyclone. It is in perfect order. They give you a few seconds, and when you ask about the Added stuff for your Delta, they inform you that they have approval and are in the process of designing it. However they cannot begin work till it can be installed within twelve hours since your one a moments notice for mission launch. but they are working on the designs now and will get it done as soon as they can.

Thirteen felt a certain degree of shame as he talked to Kaarle and Michelle. He wanted to say he was sorry but he did not want both of them being taken back for more. He was glad to see her well through.

Thirteen instinctively recoils when Sillia suddenly comes to him fearing he would have to suffer through something else. He was very surprised to instead recieve chocolate. He gives quick thanks after he is given the gift and listens to her tale in awe like he was given a gift to a world he did not know existed. He salutes Cerise and looked down at the chocolate as Sillia spoke to her. He was surprised to see drops of water beginning to fall around it.

He moved his right hand to his face and found that the drops came from his own eyes. He quickly tried to wipe them away before anyone noticed.

"Understood." She nodded once, then looked at Albatros for a moment. "With that modification I'll be able to perform my reconnaissance duties more readily." She then turned back towards Nick and the Crew Chief. "I had figured there would be resistance from the higher ups, how did you get it approved?" She was...smiling? She seemed genuinely pleased at the news. It was a sight to behold, a smile on the blondes face.

Cerise salutes Thirteen back; "At ease." When Thirteen begins to tear up and looks like he is trying to stop it, Cerise speaks up to him again; "Do not try to stifle it; releasing your feelings will allow you to better cope with your situation."

Then to Silia: "It is simply an escape vector, in case the worst should happen to me. If you do not have room in your cargo, then I will find another way; certainly do not bring it with you if it will hinder your performance in any way. I'm sure I can solve the problem in another way."
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In reply to Gargoyle (msg # 96):

Miriana gave a quick nod in response, before shrugging after the Commander had left. She then returned to her own quarters, finding Skyrah gone and believing her to still be on leave. She opened her locker and set up her Perfect Vision Virtual Reality Interface, and after making sure everything was set up correctly, put the VR gear on and loaded up Perfect Night. It was time to get some training done.

Thirteen shyly shakes his head at Cerise's words.

"I can't..." He said softly, looking the closest to an actual child than he ever has. The thought of what might happen if he actually talked about what was happening to him was not a pleasant one to him.

"I know that you may not be at liberty to discuss the specifics, but what I meant was, simply, to allow your emotions to flow freely; not so much your words." Cerise makes something resembling a smile on her purple gem-like face. "Things are quite different on Spheria, as I imagine they are for human civilians as well; since you are, at least nominally, in the military, a certain hardness is required of you. But, remember, the Zentraedi had mastered 'hardness', and that was their undoing when they encountered Minmei. Humans have the capability to embrace their emotions without being controlled by them. You, and the other young ones, have not fully learned that skill yet, but I think it is the skill that you will need to survive the path that has been set before you." Cerise turns to Sillia "Ms Sillia, do Garudans have any special mechanisms for coping with emotional turmoil to prevent it from becoming a liability?"

  Sillia looked back at Thirteen as Cerise mentioned something about not talking about something that sounded important. She felt a bit worried watching this tough kid looking on the verge of losing it. She had not seen him look so frail. Not even on the planet where they met. She wanted to ponce on him right there and then and find out what was going on.

  She did not like whatever it was that cause this kid to look so weak. But whatever it was she would figure it out and deal with it.

  She took the Quartz and put it in her duty bag that would go with them on their next mission. When the Lieutenant left them she went back to settling things in her bunk and when she thought she had a moment she pulled a piece of candy out and twisted about and literally put the candy in the kids mouth before he could turn. She half whispers and mouths; "Are you ok? How can I help?"

  With that she stands back up. "Oh my gosh, these chocolates can make anyone lose their mind."

   Michelle wakes sitting curled up in the corner of her bunk, Gallant in hand she half watched the door waiting for someone to enter. her sleep filled with nightmares. When she hears Kaale fidget below and she smiles, a bit.

  When he makes enough noise to let her know he is fully awake, she speaks; "Sir. I need to go to see the commander soon. Would you walk with me?"

Thirteen looked at Sillia and Cerise sheepishly. He struggled to put into words what he thought.

"It's... just... well..." He started. "I do not remember much.... before I was found... but I do remember feelings.... and... I have never had this feeling before...." He looked down. "No one has given me... a gift before..."

When Cerise mentions something about not allowing one's emotions to become a liability Thirteen's head snaps back up.

"No! I mean... no... I am alright.... please...."

The fear in his eyes was raw.

In reply to Michelle Grey (msg # 114):

Kaarle woke with little fanfare to Michelle's query.  He hadn't planned on getting out of bed just yet but decided it was best to go with her.  "Sure i can go with you" he said still a bit groggy as he slip out bed in just his boxers.

And such was life on board ship as he jumped in surprise at the cold ass floor beneath his feet as yelped "fuck that's cold" as he hurriedly fetched his uniform, specifically starting with his socks as he sat down in a chair getting dressed.

Before long he was standing there ready to meet with the commander, everything nice and neat, his hair combed and his teeth brushed.  With a mouth full of toothpaste brushing away he muttered aloud "you should probably get ready, we don't want to keep the commander waiting"

  Michelle jumped down from her bunk setting her Gallant down. Without shame or embarrassment she removed her clothing form the day before and quickly replaced them with  a fresh uniform. Her make up took her the longest time to put on as if she was still learning how to apply it. But in the end it looked good and the eyeliner came to a point which made her eyes shine and have a more olive look.

  With that finished she strapped her Gallant on and lead the two to commander Rockatansky's office.  Once there she looked at the commanders assistant with a smile and spoke; "Good morning Lt. Fell, I have an appointment with the commander."

  Before she enters, she turns to Kaarle and ask him to wait for her as these were private conversations.
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Iphigenia fell asleep sewing and woke up hungry, so she brushed her hair and cleaned her face, satisfied with her appearance she made her way to the mess hall. She grabbed one of the boxes of chocolate she bought on the Marcus and placed it on thirteens bunk before she left. she also grabbed one of the bags of candy as well hoping she would be able to give it to Lt. Grey.

Iphigenia didn't walk into anybody on her way to the mess hall, which she actually thought that was a little odd. The mess hall, however, was full, she grabbed a tray, went to the food line got some food and a cup of tea. She turned around to find a place to sit, she saw Lt. Grey and decided to go and give her the candy.

Iphigenia sat down at the table that Lt. Grey was standing next to and began eating, "Lt. Grey I've gotten..." Iphigenia said as she turns to hand her the candy. Lt. Grey was gone.

Iphigenia finished her food and made her way to sickbay to do her rounds.

"I'm afraid I've failed to make my meaning clear; I know you are alright and that you can handle the straight up fighting and field work; that is what you know, even if you don't remember. What I was referring to is that, at least for humans, when you fail to embrace all of your emotions, and, instead, suppress some of them, then that becomes a liability; in the case of the Zentraedi, who are, if you did not know, originally from human stock, it was a liability that the entire race shared, due to the circumstances which they lived. Every single one of them was disallowed access to an entire range of emotions. Minmei tapped directly into that and left them entirely defenseless. But I know that you can avoid that same fate, because you are not going to be denied access to any of your emotions. I was simply trying to encourage you to not deny that access to yourself."

   The two standing there were pleased the young officer pleased. Aric replied to her question; "Well Lieutenant, I think your unit is allowed to have pretty much what ever it wants. within the limits of supplies. we will get your modifications once we can."

Kaarle nodded and took a seat to wait while Michelle did her thing.  He was surprised at how well she had recovered, even more surprised at how attractive she made herself out to be for the commander, spruced up clothing, make up an all.  He wondered if it was all just for show or if there were more to it, not that he minded after all having a cute girl to bunk with wasn't all bad.

He sat patiently considering his situation, he still hadn't worked out what he intended to do about this torture they were putting her through, but he knew it needed to stop.  Closing his eye's in thought he wondered why other methods hadn't worked and kept coming back to his same conclusion over and over...someone was short cutting results at the expense of human lives...
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  Kaarle, you sit there for roughly twenty minutes while Michelle is in the commanders office. when she comes out she is standing straight, a look of a soldier upon her face. She turns to you and says in a professional voice; "The Commander would like to see you." 

  When you enter his office he instructs you to have a seat. "Congratulations lieutenant." he slides a insignia across his desk to Kaarle. "Your offically promoted to Wraith squadrons commander. When  i find fresh pilots which will mix well with your teams duties I will replace the loss to your units numbers. Lieutenant, this position comes with a lot of responsiblity, you have two pilots under your command who will report to the NERV mecha synchro lab once a month. You can choose to observe in the Observation room or you can do whatever other activity you would like to do. But if they do not report in as ordered they will be transferred back to NERV and retired. High Command does not recognize these kids, they are weapons of war. If you wish to have them stay out of NERV's Reach, then you better get used to dealing with things you may not approve of. IF you interfere you risk their lives lieutenant, I expect you to be the commanding officer and do what is best for your team." ]

Skyrah turned and nodded once, letting those mismatch colored eyes of her look them over. "Very well. Thank you. If you need me for anything I'll be in my cabin."

She would then make her way back to her cabin. Once there she will notice Miriana using her Virtual Reality set, cooking her head to the side for a moment she would watch her. Not understanding what she was seeing, she considered for a moment.

Within the game, Miriana frowned, and opened the menu to pause for a moment. While a VR set boasted full immersion, it could not negate external sensory information short of inducing a coma, and as such she had heard the familiar sound of the door opening within the game. It had been one of the first things she had trained herself on recognizing, that and the sound of a new message on her comlink, both of which acted as 'alarms' in a way telling her mind to pay attention to her more physical surroundings for a minute. She removed the helmet, and spotted Skyrah.

- "Hello. How was leave?"

She placed the VR helmet on a nearby desk, and sat down in the chair next to it.

In reply to Gargoyle (msg # 122):

Kaarle looked across the desk to the Commander as he announced that his promotion had been finalized, reaching across the desk to retrieve the insignia, he held it carefully in his hand as the weight of the situation started to wash over him.  As excited as he was to advance he couldn't help but think to his final moments with Doshi and how he wish he could have done more to save him...this wasn't how it was supposed to be... he thought to himself.

As the Commander continued with the expression on Kaarle's face grew dark and filled with contempt over his new orders.  This too wasn't how it was supposed to be.  With every breath the man took, every new word the left his lips his anger grew.  He bit his tongue though, he knew that he couldn't effect change if he lashed out, and clearly that wouldn't get anything accomplished here and now.  When the commander had finished he realized full well what the commander was getting at when he said "retired"...these kids didn't exist, which meant execution at best, disappeared and used for something far more sinister at its worst since the commander said "High Command does not recognize these kids, they are weapons of war."

When the talking had ended he spoke up finally "I understand my order's sir, and will endeavor to do what is best for my team..." he stated leaving the question open for the obvious interpretation he had for his commander hope he understood his feelings as shown by the expression on his face and the coldness of his tone.

For a moment he wondered if this entire conversation was being monitored, he kicked himself for not controlling his emotions and followed up what he said previously with "I'd hate to lose anyone else under my watch" he said with all due sincerity.

"Is there anything further you wished to discuss sir?" He stated trying to cheer himself up for any fuck who might be listening.
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Thirteen takes a deep breathe of relief at her explanation. He takes a moment to think about her words.

"I feel conflicted." He said thoughtfully. "What you describe of the Zentradi sounds much like my own training up to this point, maybe even more so, so your conclusion is that my training has been incorrect."

"It was okay. I'd rather of been doing other things then made to see a movie." She said flatly as she watched her put the VR headset down. She looked at the device curiously for a moment, then back towards Miriana a moment.

Finally she would place her satchel on her bunk, and pull a drawing tablet from it and a pack of colored pens. She would then sit on the floor, since Miriana was occupying the desk at the moment, and began to draw a picture of everyone that had went on leave sitting around a table and eating.

"My conclusion is that your training is incomplete."

Miriana nodded the curious glance at her VR helmet.

- "It is one of the first things i bought, i use it for training. Though the exercises would be of little use to you."

She motioned to the helmet, Skyrah could see for herself if she so wished, and if not, that would be fine as well. She thought for a moment, before deciding this would be a good time to try out some meaningless conversation the humans were so fond of.

- "The movie, was it good?"

Thirteen rubs the back of his neck.

"It never is complete..." He said plainly.

"Speaking of training, will we be having more training as a group before our next mission?"

"A simulated exercise or two may be of value. I'll see what I can come up with.
Until then, though, you two relax; try not to concern yourselves with duty until you are called upon to do so. I'll make it an order, if that will help you."

Cerise salutes the two close in fighters and takes her leave. Thirteen had a point; some simulations would be a good idea.

  Sillia returns the salute and as Cerise walks away she replies with her usual smile; "Like you have to be ordered to relax, Its the best part of the day."

 Once she is sure Cerise is out of ear shot, her look turns more serious and her tone more authoritative; "Ok, Kid, what the hell was that all about? You in some kind of trouble? I have not seen you get this emotional about anything since we have met. And as good as those chocolates are, they would not cause you that look of fear. Whats going on? remember my people can tell when people are lying."

"What kind of training?" She asked, looking up from her drawing. Then back over at the helmet a moment.

Finally she looked at Miriana when she asked about the movie. "I did not really pay attention to it. I was drawing during it." She said as she turn the page back to an almost completed sketch of the Marine she had lead back to the crashed Vulture, but later shot herself. Wait, she was drawing in a mostly dark movie theatre?

Thirteen stood and saluted Cerise as she left as he wondered how exactly he would follow that order. The Sillia asked the question. He thought about how he would answer that.

"Like I said, I don't get gifts. I just had a difficult day yesterday with tough training since I have to catch up to all of you. After that, the gesture caused me to react unusually."

Thirteen slid back into his shell, using a variation of the truth.

  Sillia facial features twisted. "Your lying!" she said blatantly. "I do not like being lied to. If you do not wish to tell be the marine you are and just say so. If you do not wish to talk about something at this moment then say later. But if you and the rest of the team cannot be honest then How can I trust any of you with my life. Or you with your?"


  It is very clear she is not happy with you as she leaves the shared quarters.

  Kaarle - He gives you the look of understanding and then he dismisses you to go about your day.

   You find Michelle sitting straight up in the chair you had been sitting in before entering the commanders office.



  Iphigenia - you arrive to sick bay, your daily check in on Lieutenant Murphy shows give no indication of change. other then a few minor injuries your day here is uneventful and boring.

In reply to Gargoyle (msg # 136):

Kaarle steps out of the office, in ding so he makes a movement to attach the insignia for his promotion before looking over to Michelle.

"Seems it's official..." he says sarcastically.

Turning to leave he waves for her to follow.  "I don't know about you but I could use a drink right about now." He says to her as he makes his way down the corridor.

  As Kaarle steps out and puts his insignia on, Michelle stands up in back straight shoulder back as an officer should.

   She falls in as she is waved to follow. "I am afraid I have never had a drink before sir." she says as they walk down the corridor.

Thirteen began to reach out as Sillia left but stopped himself from speaking until she was gone. He looked down at the chocolate she had given him.

"No... you are better off hating me. I am but a number, best forgotten."

He said softly in a tone of acceptance. He found a small plastic bag and put the chocolate away, looking longlingly at it before hiding it away.

"Thank you for that one moment." He said softly.

   NPCed

  Throwing the curtain of his bunk open, he looks at the Kid in the lower bunk; "Well, That was one pissed off girl, kid. But if you don't mind me saying kid, You really need to rethink your attitude if you want to be a member of a team."

   Kid the only question you need to ask yourself are you wanting to be part of this team or not. But if you cannot answer that with yes, then transfer out of this unit before you get your team killed. with that he reclines back and stares at the top of his bunk.

In reply to Skyrah Valentine (msg # 133):

- "You're free to see for yourself, if you want."

Miriana motioned at the helmet. Should Skyrah turn down the offer that would be fine as well, she needed to spend a few minutes without a screen stuck in front of her eyes anyway so as to let her eyes rest a bit. VR technology was all good and well, but too much of a good thing...

In reply to Michelle Grey (msg # 138):

Kaarle nods in understanding as they get back to their quarters.  He goes to his stash pulling out a half empty bottle of vodka.  He pops the cork and takes a swig he passing it off to her.

"They expect you to die for them ya know...least they can do is let you enjoy yourself once in awhile." He says as he crashes on his bunk.

"Just don't go overboard with the stuff and put it back when your done" he says while laying there still thinking about the meeting earlier.

"Be ready, next time were called will likely be for the next mission" as he closes his eyestate resting.
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  As they enter their quarters she smiles. removing her side arm and placing it on her bunk before kicking her boots off and setting them next to the door.
  She takes the bottle and tips it back and without realizing it takes a double shots worth. she fight not to spit it back out as she coughs from the intense burning in her throat. Then she giggles before sitting down with her back to the wall. It does not take long before the warm and fuzzy feeling creeps in.



  She smiles; "Kchek, I know I will die in battle, we all do. I just hope its a battle I choose and for a cause I believe in." she takes another double shot causing her to again cough and twitch in her seat as she fights through the burn. "The Commander, has put himself into a precarious way when he took me at ten." she giggles at the realization she just made that sound naughty. "I mean he took me as his own child when no one else did. He has made sure my life had fun and joy. I was allowed to do fun things with Karma. He even made it so i did not have to go into the Synchro tubes as often as the others when he took me to the Freedom Station with him." she takes another shot and its effects are beginning to show.



She corks the bottle after one more shot, giggling uncontrollably for several minutes. "Ve fink issss eeeeellls fuunn." she says as she opens and closes her hand in front of her face. Giggling again.




  Rosy face, sheepish smile as she was leaning forward as she spoke;
"I wwwaaa nnaa fl." She stands up and pushes the bottle back into its hiding place with a bit of effort. She giggled again. she twist about and see that Kaarles eyes are closed and smiles. She strips out of her cloths and climbs into her bunk before sighing. she looks at the picture of her and her friend as she wraps herself up in her blanket before the darkness took her to a peaceful sleep.

Cerise sends a text message to each team member to report for team training at 0600 tomorrow.

OOC: I know, the GM has already said we won't make it to that training, but Cerise doesn't know that yet. :)